Intro:Yeahwhattupthis is Dr. DreThe party's goin onThank God it's Friday["Buck buck buck buck booyaka shan!" krs One" repeat 4X]Chorus:Keep their headz ringin (ding ding dongRing gading ding ding dong) / repeat 2XVerse One:[Hey yousittin over there] Say what?[You better get up out of your chair] That's right[And work your body down] Yeahhh...[No time to funk aroundcause we gon....]Funk, you, right on upSo get up, get a move on, and get your groove onIt's the D-are-E the spectacularIn a party I go for your neck so call me BlackulaAs I drain a niggaz jugular veinAnd maintain to leave blood stains so don't complainJust chill, listen to the beats I spillKeepin it real, enables me to make another mealStill, niggaz run up and try to kill at willI wipe niggaz off the face of the Earth since birthBut get popped like a pimple, so call me ClearasilI been a bad nigga, now let me tell you what I'm worthMore than a Stealth bomber, I cause dramaThe enforcer, music flows like a flying saucerOr a 747 jet, never forgetI'm that nigga that keeps the hoes panties wetThe mic gets smoked, once you hear the beat kickWith grooves so funky, they come with a Speed StickSo check the flavor that I'm bringinThe motherfuckin D-are-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringinChorusVerse Two:One-two for the crew, three-fo' for the doughFive for the hoe, six-seven-eight for Death RowSo I can collect respect, plus a checkNow I fin' to, get into to, my mentalMad niggaz about to feel the full effect of intellectWill take care of this business I need to attend to, 'cause my rent's dueAnd this rap shit's my meal ticketSo you god damn right I'm gonna kick it, or get evictedA black Casanova, runnin niggaz over like ChristineWhen I rock the spot with the flavor I gotI bring terror like Stephen KingI kick plenty of ass, so call me an astronautAs I blast past another nigga's ass that thought he was strongBut I smoke him like grass, just like Cheech and ChongWhen I flow, niggaz know, it's time to take a hikeCause I grab the mic and flip my tongue like a dykeI got rhymes to keep you enchantedProduce a smokesscreen with the funky green to keep your eyes slantedSo check the flavor that I'm bringinThe motherfuckin D-are-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringinChorusVerse Three:Debonairre with flair, I scare wear and tearWithout a care, runnin shit as if I was a mayorBut I ain't no politician, no competitionSendin all opposition to see a morticianI'm up front, never in the back dropStep on stage and get faded just like a flat topDre came to wax you so, just call me Mop N GlowMany tried to, but just can't rock withYour rhyme sounds like you bought em at Stop N GoI'm 6-1, 225, a pure chocolateYour chances of jackin me are slim GHo ho ho, and so, as I continue to flowCause I rock from summer til Santa comes down the chimneyCause yo, I'm just a fly negroSo, check the flavor that I'm bringinChorusthe motherfuckin D-are-E, will keep their motherfuckin headz ringin